From this point on, I am going to let Stephanie tell what happened next. So the big night approaches and I call Dave, who is still at work, that I am ...eaded to Keisha’s house to pick her up and head to the party. Dave tells me to have fun and I hang up the phone. I arrive at Keisha’s house and Jerome, her son, answers the door. “Hi Stephanie, my mom and dad had to go to the hospital, my Aunt is having a baby and my mom promised to be by her side, she told me to tell you she is really sorry she. I pulled my hand back like I had been Burnt. My hand seemed to have a mind of its own it traveled across her stomach to the top of her Pjs. Only my little finger went under the waist band, but it was enough to get my attention. I looked down at my beautiful sister and swore to my self I would not do it again. I went back to reading and my hand went back to rubbing her belly. On my next upper stroke just before I would have touched the underside of her boob…She shifted position and my hand. Hissaltiness from the sweat we'd worked up dancing now playing across mytongue as I kissed him there between his cock and balls. It was all sodeeply powerful and intense as my penis pulsed and pulsed and pulsed.Even after I'd stopped spurting he held me there. Just letting my shaftstay in his mouth as the passion of my peaking began to ebb. It wasdeeply glorious.I tried to move my lips back onto his rampant cock but he'd have none ofthat. He just wanted to savor me in his mouth and let me. Familiarity searched for those scents that also triggered body responses, surging wet heat, butterflies. But familiarity also spurred movement. My hands tracing those areas that I knew would draw small gasps, tiny groans, half-smiles. Desire led the encounter. Forcing the body to act without thought, without plan, without concern for cause and effect. Desire held the reins and encouraged the full gallop. Our lips met, tentative only in the shared need to prolong the first kiss of the evening.